I can't be a demon

The Plague Department might be at the bottom in terms of combat power, and the number of land gods would also be at the bottom.

Being reduced to cooperating with Xiaoleiyin Temple...

No, I just cooperated with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in Xiaoleiyin Temple and tried to recruit as many disciples as possible by planting little fruit-stone figurines.

Xiaoleiyin Temple is modeled on the Western Lingshan style, with Huangmei Patriarch at the top, followed by Buddha, and then Bodhisattva and Arhat.

The price of the plague department is indeed a bit low.

Elder Fengjing said: "Most of you will join the plague weapon workshop of Night Khan Taoist Temple, and the rest will follow Elder Ding to plant elixirs."

The Plague Cultivator glanced at the disciples and shook his head secretly.

Everyone's talent is limited, otherwise at least a few of them would be personally preached by Elder Fengjing.

"you……"

Elder Fengjing pointed at Shen Lian, "You are not very talented. It just so happens that the old Alchemy Cauldron Chamber wants a disciple to fan the fire. Please join Li Liuru's sect."

As soon as these words came out, fear flashed in the eyes of the monk from the Plague Department.

"Li...Li Liuru, isn't he crazy? Is he still alive?"

"Alive, just living a little strangely."

Chapter 300 Each of the eight parts is more evil than the last

"Elder, but..."

Others hesitated to speak. It was obvious that Li Liuru's situation was very complicated.

Elder Fengjing interrupted in a deep voice: "There is nothing wrong with him. He is just assigned to the old Alchemy Cauldron Room for the time being. When he sets foot in the Seventh Realm, he can be transferred to other places in the Taoist Academy."

The monks from the Plague Department looked at each other, but did not ask Elder Fengjing any more.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Shen Lian's expression, but his sixth sense failed to detect the malice, and Elder Fengjing's actions seemed more like intentional actions.

He suspected that the other party recognized him as the reincarnation of Diting.

Simply arrange to go to the old Alchemy Cauldron Room that no one cares about.

Shen Lian was delighted by what he saw, and originally wanted to find a secluded corner to retreat, and rely on the time flow in the deep ghost market to advance to the ninth realm of the Heavenly Palace.

It only takes half a day for the teleport tree to re-grow, so don't worry too much about the danger.

Elder Fengjing stroked his long beard gently, "Of course, relatively speaking, your monthly resources are more than those of ordinary outer disciples."

After saying that, he closed his eyes to rest his mind and ignored Shen Lian.

The clouds were silent.

Shen Lian looked around. The other cultivators of the Plague Department were afraid to touch him, while the disciples who had just started looked dull. After all, they had lived in Pantao's Fruit Core Dojo for a long time.

Disciples of the Plague Department still need about ten years of listening to Taoism and enlightenment.

Shen Lian sat cross-legged and secretly ran the Hengbu horizontal training method, controlling the flow of the two addiction-related immortal seeds in his body around the flesh and bones.

Soon, energy was added to the weekly cycle.

There were looming red and swollen patches on the surface of his skin. The Addiction Immortal Seed could also increase the physical body's resistance to disease when he was refining his body.

"The bottleneck of the Divine Movement in the Five Realms has been loosened, and the perfection of the Divine Movement is not far away."

"I wonder if I can advance to the ninth realm of Tiangong before Xiaoleiyin Temple is born."

Shen Lian didn't want to waste his life span, and was really distressed by the speed of consumption every day, so he concentrated on his cultivation. Elder Fengjing nodded secretly.

They continued traveling for several days and nights, traveling in circles for thousands of miles.

When you leave the deep mountains and old forests, you will see an endless plain, with a giant door of flesh and blood that is more than a hundred meters long in the center.

You can see scattered figures entering and exiting the giant door.

"[Tianmen] can lead to [Chiming and Yangtian] where the outer gate of the Plague Department is located."

Elder Fengjing opened his mouth to explain Chiming and Yangtian.

The more Shen Lian listened, the more he felt that the plague department had no future in the ghost city. They were practicing the most dangerous techniques and their status was still the lowest.

The deep ghost market is divided according to the thirty-sixth heaven of the ancient heaven, and the first eight heavens are the peach garden where the eight divisions of the ghost market train disciples.

The Pantaoyuan of the Wenbu is none other than Huang Zengtian, the First Heavenly Emperor.

The next nine to sixteenth heavens are the outer gates of the Eight Divisions of the Ghost City, with hundreds of Taoist temples located on each floor. Chiming and Yangtian, the outer gates of the Plague Division, are the lowest ninth heaven.

This shows the embarrassment of the plague department, which is always at the bottom of the eight films.

If the Wenbu had relied on the meat mountains provided by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to support the peach orchard, Shen Lian even suspected that the Wenbu's orthodoxy might have been discontinued.

It's simply miserable.

Shen Lian's consciousness fell into a trance, and his body and soul had an obvious feeling of falling.

Without waiting for their eyes to see, the speed of lifespan consumption increased again. It used to be one day and one year for Huang Zengtian, but now it has been one day and two years for Chi Ming and Yang Tian.

The difference in time flow rate is even greater.

The ten days of Emperor Huang Zengtian are equivalent to one mortal day, while those of Chiming and Yangtian are twenty days.

Shen Lian had enough time to retreat and attack the nine realms of the Heavenly Palace. Fortunately, he gained nearly 10,000 years of life when the Nuo Immortal of the Plague Department preached, otherwise he might not have been able to withstand it.

"Well, just like the ginseng fruit, Chiming and Yangtian are filled with corpse energy."

The moment Shen Lian's vision recovered, what he saw in Chiming and Yangtian was a landform similar to the sandstone peaks of Zhangjiajie in his previous life, with islands like stone pillars floating in the air.

There are rhizomes of a flat peach tree at the end of the island, emitting a burst of corpse air.

The corpse energy continued to sink, causing the bottom of the island to be shrouded in a deep and boundless thick fog, and the huge Nuo Immortal could be vaguely seen swimming around.

The plague technique does not involve corpse energy at all, and corpse energy is probably needed by Nuo Immortal.

"Chiming and Yangtian are here. Every mountain you see is a Taoist temple."

Elder Fengjing's voice rose unconsciously, "There are a total of 738 Taoist temples in Chiming and Yangtian. Only the 82 in the front can be promoted to the inner sect Tai'an Huangyatian."

"Our Night Khan Taoist Temple is naturally one of the eighty-two Taoist temples. The Night Khan Inner Sect Taoist Temple is also established in Huangyatian, Tai'an."

Most of the disciples of the Taoist Academy will have to change their sects if they want to make further progress in the future.

Shen Lian was secretly shocked. A plague tribe, which ranked last among the eight tribes in the ghost market, has a power scale far exceeding that of ordinary cave dwellings in the mortal world.

And the Little Leiyin Temple is faintly above the eight tribes in the ghost market.

No wonder the Tai Sui Fox King of Moyun Cave went to Guanyin Zen Temple to obtain the true scriptures even if his soul was scattered when he learned that the Little Leiyin Temple was born.

"For the next thousand years, you can practice in the Taoist Academy with peace of mind."

"If it is difficult to make further progress in your cultivation, you can also take the initiative to apply to return to the Pantao Garden under the jurisdiction of Taihuang Huang Zengtian. The Taoist Academy does not support idle people."

As soon as Elder Feng Jing finished speaking, another stream of souls swept over them.

"Heh."

The incident caused by the Fourth Nuo Immortal is still fermenting.

The immortals on land all want to know why the Fourth Nuo Immortal was so nervous. After all, his predecessor Yang Wenyao was a famous immortal god in the ancient heaven.

Elder Feng Jing shuttled between the mountains and stopped for a long time.

The Daohan Daoyuan is a mountain of four or five hundred meters, with pavilions and towers on the top, and hundreds of disciples planting medicinal fields.

Elder Fengjing waved his hand, and the mountain protection magic circle took the initiative to separate.

Until entering the Daoyuan, the vague peeping stopped abruptly.

Shen Lian stared at the Daoyuan with interest. It was very consistent with the immortal sect in his mind, but the disciples were weak.

Then an old man appeared, also a land immortal, but his condition was more unstable than Elder Fengjing, and his skin was unnaturally swollen as if it had been soaked in water for a long time.

Elder Fengjing politely bowed.

"Junior Brother Qiuyang, seventy-one disciples have joined your Plague Weapon Workshop."

Elder Qiuyang shook his head, "Their qualifications are really disappointing. It is a blessing that ten of them can reach the eighth level."

Elder Fengjing did not reply. Who would know that there were Taoist disciples mixed in.

"Junior Sister Ding Hong."

The woman greeted Elder Feng Jing. When she was flying, her pores were constantly leaking water vapor. Even if she tried to hide it, it was obvious that she was close to going crazy.

"They will let you grow spiritual medicine, and they can also pick a few people to teach alchemy."

Elder Feng Jing thought of the disciples' unusable qualifications, "Don't force it."

Ding Hong smiled bitterly, but at least there were disciples to supplement. Think about the Pantao Garden of the Plague Department that had been barren for hundreds of years.

She asked several disciples to lead them to their residence.

After a while, only Shen Lian was left beside Elder Feng Jing. Ding Hong couldn't help but look at him a few more times. She just felt that Shen Lian's body and soul were stable, but his fairy seed qualifications were even worse than the previous disciples.

Only refining two or three percent of the fairy seeds basically meant that he would go crazy sooner or later.

It depends on when the bacteria in the Niwan Palace will get out of control.

"Brother, do you want to teach in person?"